After the world burns to ashes And you can't feel any of the lashes When the sunlight doesn't reach your eyes And there's no difference between the truth and the lies When at night the soldiers are raping and looting And you hear nothing but the sound of guns shooting Will you cry when you see your family dead? Will there ever be a single tear shed? Well you can keep begging and praying But there's no denying that the world is changing

Hush Hush, my dear. I can hear your heart break. I see no tears, yet I see the blood. I see it spewing forth from your heart as it has been broken in two. I see your blank expression, it shows no emotion. Yet, within your vessel, there's a storm of feelings. I can see you about to break from the internal struggle. Hush, my dear, for I am here. I will stay to mend your broken heart. I refuse to abandon until the storm is calm. I won't leave you until you're fixed. Hush, my dear, because I love you.

Black, Bleeding Heart I'll walk with my fists clenched tight. They'll be hard as iron. A smile to fool millions. I'll strut like I rule the world. My back straight, shoulders up, and chest puffed out. My clothes will be the envy of all who walk past by me. I'll do what I can to cover this black, bleeding heart. I can feel it drowning within the towering walls that surround it. I can feel it all. The tears I forced back into my eyes. The screams that lie within my lungs. The thoughts that cloud up my mind. No one will ever know.

Killing With #haikus You vicious ogre Slurping the flaps of my veins, Die a tragic ruin. This will be your end. Sanders, saw, scalpel and spade, Sliced throat, tainted streaks. Let me drag you hard. Then, I'll rip you off your skin. No sunrise for you. Your agony, sweet. Moans of escape, no, perish! I'll gob on your crypt. Oh, officer's here. I'll resume this in my sleep. Ha ha ha ha ha.

Jaunt Say ta-ta to Milky Way as we're going up, up and away. Higher than the waves of cirrus you see, gyrating, putting nimbus' rain at sojourn and flee. Heliocentrism's trailblazer shall spit fire, Enef and Errai shall burn us into their twinkling pyre, Hale-Bopp's, Hyakutate's tail shall hit us in stingray fashion, and the thermosphere's natural light display shall tear us in false passion. But don't you fret, love we're riding a fast Eurasian rock dove. The black hole shall cry at our sight for it can prevent light from escaping but not our flight. Be still, engulf the large stellar masses. Be captivated before we'll land in dandelions and grasses. Time for you to sleep now, I'll kiss your cheeks goodbye. Tomorrow's another jaunt, rest, brave butterfly.